Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

The cold wind blew, blowing up her thick long hair and making her skirt flutter.

Tingxue and Xuanbing stood behind her, looking at Youhuang standing calmly and relaxedly under the plum blossoms.

If they hadn't gone out with their lady to pick someone up yesterday, they would never have been able to connect the person in front of them with the dirty little beggar living in the broken cave.

"Tingxue, pick that branch of plum blossom."

Youhuang pointed at a branch of plum blossom and gave instructions, his tone calm and without any awkwardness.

This made Nanny Chen even more surprised. The Madam was in charge all year round, so she was used to giving instructions to the people below her. But why was the young lady so calm and composed?

Tingxue followed Youhuang's hand and quickly picked up the plum blossom. Turning back, she saw Youhuang squatting under the plum tree. He reached his hand into the rockery cave and soon took out a dusty vase from it and handed it to Xuanbing.

"Clean it and fill it with water."

Xuan Bing took the vase, was stunned for a moment and asked: "Girl, how did you know there was a vase in the fake cave?"

You Huang said seriously, "I asked for it from the Plum Blossom Fairy. I have been a beggar for so many years and I am very experienced. Asking a fairy for a vase is not a technical job."

"what?"

"???"

Tingxue and Xuanbing looked at each other in surprise.

The elegant picture in my mind gradually disappeared. After all, living in the slums for ten years would have had an impact on me.

Nanny Chen thought to herself: I'll remind Madam later that the young lady should speak less in public, otherwise who knows what kind of trouble she might cause. It's better for her to learn the rules of a lady from a noble family first.

You Huang hummed as he waited: "Little Baicai's eyes are filled with tears. She has been without parents since she was a child..."

"What kind of song is that girl singing? It makes me feel heartbroken."

Tingxue really couldn't stand the sobbing, the sad singing voice, and the heart-wrenching lyrics.

"When begging for food..."

"girl."

Nanny Chen interrupted in time and said, "Now that you have returned to the Marquis' Mansion, don't mention your previous life anymore."

You Huang looked at the plum blossoms on the branches and said, "Whether on the branches or in the dust, the plum blossoms are still plum blossoms, with the same subtle fragrance, and they will not become anything else."

"The plum blossoms fall on the ground and will turn into mud after the snow melts." Tingxue interjected at an inopportune moment.

"God will let every life rot in the soil equally, regardless of high or low status, whether buried in the soil or in a mausoleum. The only difference is that after thousands of years, no one will miss those buried in the soil, but those buried in a mausoleum will be missed by tomb robbers."

Youhuang used her remaining sense of humor to make the three people present think that she had been hanging around in the market for too long and her behavior and speech were affected.

After trimming the plum blossom branches, she fixed them in the vase and decorated them with bamboo branches and leaves. Seeing this, Nanny Chen praised her sincerely: "The girl is really skillful. A plum blossom and a few bamboo leaves can create such a beautiful artistic conception."

The implication is, how come you know the art of flower arrangement when you grew up in a slum?

You Huang said nonchalantly, "There is a man selling potted plants in the South Market who often performs flower arrangement skills on the street. The dignitaries all rush to buy them. If they think they are good, they will remember them."

"The old slave has spoken out of turn."

Nanny Chen knew that she was being rude and quickly bowed to apologize.

Looking at the white snow, You Huang said thoughtfully, "Is Fourth Uncle still living in Huaixu Pavilion?"

"The Fourth Master has been living in Huaixu Hall, but..." Nanny Chen paused and said, "It's just that in recent years, the Fourth Master has a bad temper and doesn't want to be disturbed."

"Fourth Uncle just doesn't like to be disturbed by vulgar people."

You Huang walked towards the courtyard gate holding the arranged plum blossoms. The three of them exchanged glances and followed behind.

Huaixu Pavilion is a sea of ​​bamboo.

Despite the heavy snow, bamboos of all varieties remain lush and green.

You Huang murmured to himself, "My fourth uncle is a gentleman, but it's a pity that he married a filthy woman, which made Huaixu Hall dirty for nothing."

Tingxue and Xuanbing looked at each other, not knowing how to respond. Nanny Chen said, "Miss, the Fourth Master doesn't like to be disturbed. Let's go back."

"The door is open, obviously waiting for me."

Youhuang pointed to the open door and walked straight towards Huaixu Pavilion with the arranged plum blossoms in his arms.

Nanny Chen knew that Youhuang would not listen even if she told her, so she decided to wait until she was rejected and gave up, and then she would just stand by and wait for her for a while.

The three men and six eyes watched You Huang walk up the stone steps in front of the door, and watched her run over the threshold and disappear before their eyes, but they did not see anyone trying to stop her. For a moment, the three men were dumbfounded. Was there something wrong with their eyes?

Tingxue and Xuanbing looked at each other, wondering whether to follow in, and the door that was originally open was closed from the inside.

The three of them finally believed that there was nothing wrong with their eyes, but that the Fourth Master really had been waiting for their girl. Wasn’t it said that the Fourth Master didn’t like girls?

"I'm going to go back to my wife. You stay here."

Nanny Chen acted promptly and quickly told Shen Zhaojun the news.

"Miss Youhuang, the Fourth Master is waiting for you in the bamboo building."

Chu Yi's personal bodyguard Youxian kindly reminded Youhuang, with a rare smile on his face.

Youhuang looked at Youxian's familiar face, and thought of his dismembered body in his previous life. He felt inexplicably sad, but raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously, and walked into the depths of the bamboo forest holding the vase.

Walk across a small bluestone bridge, climb up, no, you don’t have to climb now, walk up the blue brick stairs, and you can see several exquisite bamboo houses and pavilions.

There is a pond in front of the bamboo house.

The water in the pond never freezes even in the dead of winter, and Chu Youhuang used to go fishing here when he was a child.

Looking at the hot air floating on the water, Youhuang couldn't help but laugh, and a gentle voice floated down from the pavilion.

"Why are you so stunned?"

Youhuang looked up and saw a detailed and freehand painting.

The man's features were picturesque, just like a meticulous painting, drawn stroke by stroke and rendered layer by layer.

His whole body is like the blank space in a freehand painting. There is apparently nothing in it, but it makes people feel relaxed and happy, like a spring breeze. In front of him, Youba always feels comfortable and relaxed.

Looking at the man who was the only one who had spoken for her and sighed for her in her previous life, who was gentle, elegant, neat and clean all his life, after the demise of Fuguang Kingdom and the collapse of Wushenhou Mansion, when she found him, he had already died miserably lying in a pile of excrement.

Even if she tried everything, she couldn't bring him back to life and hear his gentle voice.

In this life, she would not let him repeat the fate of his previous life. She must heal his legs so that he could leave this carnage cage.

Youhuang took two deep breaths, adjusted his mood, quickened his pace and walked up the bamboo building. Looking at the man who seemed to be sitting in a wheelchair, he couldn't help but smile. This was the only thing worth being happy about returning to the Wushenhou Mansion.

"Hello, fourth uncle."

Three steps away, Youhuang bowed respectfully.

Chu Yi turned his head and looked at the grown-up little girl in a daze. After a long while, he said, "It's good that you are willing to come back. Come sit down and warm yourself by the fire."

His tone was calm, without any blame or longing, making people feel that in his heart, Youhuang was not lost, but had just left home for a while and now returned to him again.

"Uncle, this flower arrangement is so nice!"

Youhuang put down the plum blossoms she had arranged and began to take credit for it to the man in front of her.

Looking at the vase used for flower arrangement, Chu Yi smiled for a long time: "It's amazing that you still remember where this vase is."